Her Theme Song

[Verse 1] In she came with the same type game Don't nobody know her name But she's stuntin' like she famous Hair done, nails done, everything did Even had her own theme song Body like she probably do Pilates And her posse just as pretty, you could put that on my city I can't even think we she come around Niggas like "What you wanna drink?" when she come around Chickens like "I can rock it better" when she come around Look her up and down, hating cause she look astounding So supercalifragilisticexpialidocious She my supercalifragilistic-extra-Cali-dope-chick Look at me, what a lucky motherfucker I am Can't think of nothing better cause she better than the rest [Hook - BJ the Chicago Kid] And if you seen her in the light You'd swear she's an angel I just call her my baby, my baby What we've got's just too strong Girl, I know we can make it If we just put our all in it [Verse 2] It was like the earth just twisted around her She shifted the ground, I was like "goddamn!" Patiently she's waited on, not because she ask for it Naw, and she ain't nothing like y'all be thinking (Uh-uh) Baby comparable to diamond jewels, probably got some bomb poon-poon Got it from her mama too They say her beauty's only equaled by the love she feels entitled to Badder than a mother -- sho' 'nuff A baby badder than them other others So supercalifragilisticexpialidocious She's a supercalifragilistic-extra-Cali-dope chick And I ain't never met a woman badder than her Believe that, the kind that make you wonder where her wings at [Hook]